After the extermination of Buddhism, it is difficult to see those large and small temples and monks in the practice world. The last Buddhist holy place, Lingshan Temple, is also hidden in Nanzhan. Few eunuchs are born to walk, so many juniors in the practice world For monks, the theory of Buddhism has even become an illusory legend, but Fang Xing was born in a common world, but he still remembers the Buddha statues in temples he saw in the mortal world when he was a child. In charge of the temple of the void, it has never changed since ancient times.
Now in the tenth formation with the gate of the formation wide open, Song Guichan looked like the Buddha statue he had seen in his childhood.
Looking at the appearance, Song Guichan is just a young man, wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform surrounded by red flames, like a giant Buddha sitting in the void, unmoving, with drooping eyes and facial lines Soft, not like Zhao Changhe, a young man with handsome eyebrows and eyes like blades, nor Xie Linyuan, who looks like an ancient man, with a wide forehead and high cheekbones. However, it made him have a halo of holiness.
This kind of halo makes people feel awe and admiration when they see him, and a sense of intimacy arises spontaneously.
Although he does not have the slightest murderous intent, but in front of him, no one can afford to resist.
Immortal wind and Buddha bone, holy face and king appearance!
It's a very strange feeling, the tenth formation is wide open, Chunyang Taoist Song Guichan is revealed in front of Nanzhan's juniors, but these people have never been able to bring up the feeling of facing a big enemy, knowing that this person is the real one. They knew that the last hurdle of Nan Zhan Li Dao was formed in the name of this person, but they would not be hostile to him subconsciously.
For a moment of emptiness, Song Gui's Zen body was like a god, sitting on top of the heads of all the cultivators, as if being worshiped by others.
"Nonsence!"
However, Fang Xing didn't like Song Guichan as soon as he saw it.
Naturally look down on these people who rely on their faces for food!
"You are Song Zhi?"
With a loud cry, the dazed Nanzhan Zhuxiu, who was suppressed by the Buddha's will in Song Guichan's body, was awakened. Fang Xing put his hands behind his back, looked at Song Guichan with a squinting expression, and said loudly: "The gold medals in the past few rounds You have played with the nine powers of fire, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, evil spirit, thunder, and life one by one, but I don’t know what you are playing with in the last round? Is it okay to be an old monk?”
"Song knows?"
Originally in front of Song Guichan, Nan Zhan Zhuxiu, who could barely turn his head, subconsciously thought about it.
But when he turned his head, he understood immediately, and couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. Song Guichan is not Song Guichan, right
I don't know if it's because the little devil really doesn't know, or he is deliberately giving people nicknames.
However, the sound of "Song knows it" inexplicably eased the pressure on Song Guichan in the hearts of the juniors in Nanzhan.
"call out!"
Hearing this sentence, Song Guichan, who had kept his eyes slightly closed all this time, also slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes that were so deep that they could not see the bottom. The pressure on the top of Xiu's head seemed to increase nearly a hundred times in an instant. Among the Nan Zhan monks, those with weaker cultivation bases did not dare to show their anger at this time, so they lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at him.
"I am the tenth formation, if you defeat me, you can pass the formation!"
Song Guichan spoke softly, but the meaning in his words was like a chariot running over the hearts of the juniors in Nanzhan.
It's crazy...
At the beginning, Fang Xing broke through ten battles by himself, but he was already crazy to the limit.
And this Song Guichan said calmly now, he was the tenth team, but it instantly made people feel that Fang Xing was compared.
Is this going to stop all the juniors of Nan Zhan by one person
Even Fang Xing's eyes lit up, and he sneered, "You're crazy, Song Zhi!"
In the face of his ridicule, Song Guichan's eyebrows remained unmoved, and he didn't even have the slightest fluctuation in his voice. He said flatly, "It's nothing to do with arrogance, it's just that I can't bear to see the killing again! Fellow Daoist Fang, you came here from the first battle, and your blood flowed like a river." The tenth formation is originally the Immortal Slaying Formation, and I and all my juniors and sisters of Chunyang Dao control the mighty power of chaos. Even immortals who enter this formation will perish. All of you cultivators looking south, entering this formation, do not know how many people will die, and I, a disciple of Chunyang Dao, do not know how many people will die because of defending this formation. Ten battles, if you still have half a sympathy, why don't you learn from me and send all the juniors and sisters out of the battle, and only you and I will fight together, how can we determine the cause and effect of this Southern Zhan Lidao?"
"One battle determines cause and effect..."
Fang Xing was secretly startled when he heard this, but he said with a smile, "Are you willing? There are so many of you!"
Song Guichan smiled faintly, didn't bother to explain, just flicked his sleeves, and said softly: "Junior Brother Mo, take all the disciples out of battle!"
"Follow the decree of the elder brother!"
Behind Song Guichan, a person respectfully agreed, and following the voice, a burly man appeared.
Carrying an ancient sword on his back, his breath is overwhelming, imminent.
He wasn't the only one who showed up. Five people showed up in a row, and they were all distributed around Song Guichan's body. They were like five Dharma protectors who guarded the Buddha. In fact, there are also seven true biography of Chunyang Dao, but He Lingzi was trapped in the Yaodi Pavilion of Beiju Demon Land and had not yet returned to the mountain. Therefore, only six true biography appeared in the big formation at this time.
Following the appearance of these five people, in the void, there were hundreds of monks appearing in a mighty manner, majestic and full of smoke.
They were originally in this void, but they were covered by the Buddha's light on Song Guichan's body just now. At this time, Song Guichan's aura was restrained, and this group of Chunyang Dao disciples all showed their bodies, each with expressions Proudly, he looked down at Nan Zhan's masters from a high position.
This group of Chunyang Dao disciples exerted more than 30% more pressure on Nan Zhan's junior monks than the Fu Qi Dao.
Nowadays, most of Nan Zhan's juniors have experienced a fierce battle in the Talisman Artifact Dao, and their strength has been greatly damaged. As soon as they showed up, it was Song Guichan's intention to let them leave the battle. Whether it was true or not, Song Guichan's move had indeed avoided a massacre. , and the disciples of Chunyang Dao, there will inevitably be a river of blood.
And this approach is undoubtedly a disadvantage for Chunyang Dao, because with the true biography of Chunyang Dao and a group of disciples, combined with the power of the tenth formation, the strength is undoubtedly much stronger than that of Nan Zhan's junior In order to avoid excessive killings, Song Guichan sent the disciples of Chunyang Dao out of the battle, and then opened the gate of the formation, only fighting with Fang Xing to determine the cause and effect, but gave up many advantages.
Seeing this scene, Nan Zhan and a group of juniors also turned their attention to Fang Xing.
The disciples of Chunyang Dao had withdrawn from the formation, and it was time for the younger generation to look south, but they were still waiting for a word from Fang Xing.
For them, in fact, the original intention of entering the battle was just to send Fang Xing to the tenth formation, in front of Song Guichan. As for challenging Song Guichan, this bold idea is really not something that just anyone can have. come out...
It's just that when the eyes of all Nanzhan's juniors were on Fang Xing, he just slid by the side as if nothing had happened, without saying a word, and finally laughed when Yu, a disciple of Chunyang Dao, formed a large formation. Standing up, he said to Song Guichan: "I know Song, my young master, I was wrong. You really dare to block the way of my Nanzhan comrades all by yourself. No matter you win or lose, you are worthy!"
After saying this, several Nan Zhan juniors were a little surprised and turned to look at him.
its not right!
They sent the disciples of Chunyang Dao to the battle, because they want to fight with you to determine the cause and effect...
But before this thought came to an end, the smiling Fang Xing suddenly frowned, stepped out with a bang, clenched his fingers into fists, and waved downwards, only to see the color of the world suddenly change. A group of dark clouds condensed in mid-air, and as Fang Xing clasped his ten fingers, dazzling thunder poured down from the sky, enveloping Song Guichan in an instant.
"Fang Daoyou, do you really not pity the life of Comrade Nan Zhan?"
Song Guichan stood with his right palm in front of his chest, clasped his thumb and forefinger in a circle, and raised his other three fingers up. Immediately, endless Buddha lights shot up from his body, blocking all the thunder that fell from the sky. In the middle, his voice didn't tremble in the slightest.
"If you really regret your life, why did you go early?"
Fang Xing yelled loudly, seeing that Lei Shu couldn't break through Song Guichan's Buddha light, he simply rushed forward.
"It's your business that you like to pretend to be a big head. The young master is here to enter the battle, not to pretend to be a monk..."
Fang Xing sprinted like lightning, and at the same time he didn't forget to turn his head and shout to the juniors at Nanzhan, "Hit him together!"
With a bang, he and Song Guichan's palms intersected, and they fought fiercely together.
But Nan Zhan's juniors still looked at each other in blank dismay, a little unresponsive.
Even if he reacted, he still hesitated, and a thought inevitably arose in his heart: this is not good...
"That's the reason. I, a member of the monster race, came in to fight for you. Why do you have to be so precious? It's their business to do what they do with Chunyang Dao. We only have one purpose, and that is to break the tenth place. If Chunyang Dao defends the formation, he will lose Chunyang Dao. If Song Guichan defends the formation, he will defeat Song Guichan. If you cherish your life, you shouldn't have come in just now..."
The big golden crow turned its huge bird head, and shouted with a sneer, as he said, he spread his wings and was about to pounce.
"That's not bad. It doesn't matter if the disciple of Chunyang Dao is here or not. Anyway, the prince doesn't plan to retreat..."
Li Ying chuckled, wrapped in a ghostly aura, and prepared to strike while shouting loudly.
"Whizzing!"
Suddenly two figures rushed out first, one was Han Ying holding a long spear, and the other was Wang Qiong who was driving the two wheels of wind and fire.
The two young people from West Desert have one thing in common, that is, they talk less nonsense.
"Oh, I was preempted again..."
With a strange cry, Li Ying rushed up after them.